The Last King of Darkness Chapter 349

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Giant Terrors are extremely difficult to kill, everyone in Stormcastle agrees.

In the previous round of attacks, the Castle of Storms was in full swing. Sixty-two psionic cannons, plus a super psionic main cannon, failed to stop the giant terror from approaching.

Unlike the Small Terror, the Giant Terror has almost zero combat capabilities, and has no attack methods other than arthropods and claws.

And their psionic energy is restrained, and it is constant in its body in a static state, which brings it a super high defense ability, but also makes its only arthropod and claws attack without any threat.

If only in terms of combat ability, the giant terror is not as good as the ordinary high-level monster.

The real threat to the Giant Terror is itself, and everything it is made of is highly polluting and corrosive.

In the last round of the battle, it was because the giant terror climbed the castle and got into the psionic cannon. Although the warriors eventually killed them, during its long process, the The black matter caused irreversible corrosion and damage to the cannon.

This led to a huge gap in the Storm Castle's combat power.

It can be said that the source of all disasters is the giant terror.

The trickiest thing about the Giant Terror is that it is extremely difficult to kill, and in the process of killing it, it will spray pollutants everywhere, destroy the environment, and corrode defenses.

There is no monster more disgusting than it, affectionately known by the warriors as the shit-spraying monster, throwing up, twitching hands and feet, dizzy, and wanting to be bedridden rather than fighting at the sight of it.

Therefore, when this round of attacks appeared, all three words echoed in everyone's hearts that could not be spit out.

What everyone didn't expect was that Rhodes killed it with a single blow. There was no long killing process, and there was no **** everywhere. The body of the giant terror went soft like a deflated ball.

Those disgusting black substances directly disintegrated and disintegrated, turning into countless black dust and disappearing into the air.

After a few seconds of silence, a huge cheer erupted from the walls, towers, and forts of Storm Castle.

The voices quickly closed and turned into eight uniform characters.

"The holy fire burns forever, Rhodes wins!"

This loud shout even suppressed the roar of the psionic cannon, and the city wall facing Rhodes was full of cheering warriors.

Xingge, who was meditating on the high platform of the castle, was also awakened and asked, "Blade song, what happened outside?"

Renge bowed and replied, "His Royal Highness, it's Rhodes, he killed the giant terror, and everyone is cheering for him."

"Oh... it's Big Brother Rhodes."

Xingge's big eyes flashed a stream of light, she didn't speak any more, she closed her eyes quietly, and re-entered meditation.

In front of her, a bright fire was floating, emitting a warm orange-yellow light.

A few hours of Mars, going back and forth between her eyebrows and the flame.

below.

Rhode killed the giant terror and jumped backwards. He had reached the ninth level of psionic power, and he could jump dozens of yards in one step. In addition to the bonus of the boots of bones to the psychic power of the footsteps, it only took four to five He jumped back to the city wall.

What greeted him was even greater cheers, and the warriors on the city walls rushed towards him frantically.

In the battle against the giant terror, the ranged attack is the main method of combat, and the melee combat is very limited, and can only carry out limited attacks when the giant terror climbs the city wall.

Due to the serious pollution around the giant terror, they are often forced to leave with only two slashes, and the whole battle is as uncomfortable as eating shit.

And Rhodes's method allowed them to see the dawn of not having to eat shit, and the soldiers were extremely excited and eager to embrace their heroes.

"go back!"

Ironbeard, Supreme Commander of Stormcastle, stopped them.

"Everyone, return to the combat post immediately, otherwise it will be dealt with in wartime law!"

The flow of people stopped, quickly dispersed, and returned to their places.

Iron Beard quickly came to Rhodes and asked solemnly: "Lord Rhodes, may I continue to use your abilities? If so, how many times can you use them?"

Rhode thought for a while and answered truthfully: "It should be able to be used many, many times, soul burst...cough, 'Grass' doesn't need much psionic energy, it consumes more of my spiritual power, but its use requires Find the hole in your soul."

"A flaw in the soul?"

The first elder, Amando, drifted to his side at some point, and the cloudy eyes on Orange Peel's face stared at him.

"What is meant?"

Rhodes carefully considered his words.

"It's... uh, the void of the soul, where there is no psionic protection, and the consciousness of the soul body fails."

Armando said solemnly: "It's the moment when the psychic energy is interrupted, the stagnation is disordered, the soul body is cracked, and the monster appears stiff and stagnant."

Iron Beard asked, "Is it a sure kill?"

"Well, so far, there have been no exceptions."

Several commanders around him gasped.

"So strong?"

"What kind of fire is this?"

"Why didn't you tell us earlier?"

Armando said with a gloomy face: "I remember, this is his second tinder 'grass' ability, which is included in his information, but it is not detailed. point."

A commander said excitedly: "Your Excellency Rhodes has proved that grass can kill giant terror, and we can fully use his characteristics to fight next!"

Ironbeard said worriedly: "But the contamination of the giant terror is very strong, if you get close enough..."

Rhodes smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of pollution."

Armando stared at him with cloudy eyes: "No one is not afraid of pollution...but he is an exception."

This turning... Rhodes almost spit it out in one breath, coughed: "Your Excellency Armando, you know it."

"certainly."

Armando glanced at him coldly, "The report of the soul master Priscilla is completely credible."

Rhode smiled, and for the first time discovered that the First Elder His Excellency was not so stubborn and annoying.

In this way, the combat plan centered on Rhodes' "Soul Crit" was quickly implemented.

Instead of firing in all directions, the psionic cannons turned and focused on a single terror.

The salvo of thirty psionic cannons quickly exceeded the limit of the giant terror, and shot out the hollow of the soul, and then Rhode flew over and smashed it to death.

This efficiency is countless times higher than before.

You know, the Giant Terror is a very disgusting monster. It has a tough and dirty skin. After being injured, the black substance in its body will burst out and cover its surface, forming a sticky coating like an oil film. thing.

It is very effective against attacks, and can greatly reduce the impact of the next impact.

At the same time, the Giant Terror is very resilient.

Therefore, in battles, there are often cases where effective damage can be caused at the beginning, but the more you fight, the lower the damage, and the faster the monster recovers.

But there are also problems with focused attacks.

Although it can severely damage monsters in a short period of time, a large amount of black matter erupts, forming a strong defense, which is not conducive to subsequent attacks.

If it can't be destroyed, it won't be long before the giant terror is back on its feet with its tenacious resilience.

And now with Rhodes, this problem is no longer a problem.

Once the monster was severely injured, Rhode flew up, ignored the black substance with terrifying pollution, inserted it into the hole of its soul, and stabbed it to death.

This is the perfect match.

Rhodes has never been so cool before. One giant terror has more than 100,000 souls, and he can kill one in tens of seconds. The giant terror outside the castle, at least one or two thousand, looks the same, almost all of them. No end in sight.

Rhodes almost didn't laugh out loud, how many souls must there be with so many terrors?

If you can kill them all, repairing the dream will no longer be a problem, maybe even the soul of the eighth star is enough.

However, in the frenzied killing, Rhode vaguely noticed a trace of unreasonableness.

Such a hard-to-kill giant terror is not even a powerful monster?

Although there are a lot of more than 100,000 souls, they are only the level of fierce super-level.

You must know that none of the powerful monsters he encountered in Fanxing Town could withstand the bombardment of thirty psionic cannons.

Perhaps this is its innate characteristic.

Rhodes didn't think much, and continued to devote himself to the killing.

However, as the battle progressed, there were more and more giant terrors, and their efficiency gradually couldn't keep up. It took time for the psionic cannon to adjust the angle, store energy, and launch it.

Sometimes a round of volleys can't break the hole, and it needs to make up for another round.

This undoubtedly consumes more time.

"Oops!"

Ironbeard quickly realized the problem.

If they're not efficient enough, the giant terror will once again climb up the castle and destroy the psionic cannon.

The last thirty psionic cannons were destroyed, and it was only a matter of time before Stormcastle fell. This was the outermost circle of the Trorian defense line, and the threat was not limited to Terrors.

"What should we do? Your Excellency First Elder, the number of giant terrors is far beyond our imagination."

Armando was silent for a few seconds and said, "Call out Xingsong, open the field, and strengthen the power of fire."

He glanced at the giant horror near Chi Chi.

"The approaching terror, give it to me."

Armando jumped on the city wall, opened his hands, the air began to twist, the wind gathered from all directions, and a dull whine sounded like the wind was weeping.

Rhode had just killed a giant terror, jumped back to the city wall, and saw Armando's abnormality at a glance.

"Isn't this a gust of wind?"

Rhode recognized it at once. Lannister, the white prostitute, had this characteristic. In the Battle of the Trident River, his skill in using wind flexibly was impressive.

However, he had never seen him use this trick of Armando.

The whining became deeper and deeper, turning into a roar.

Rhode felt the air tremble, as if some behemoth was approaching.

In front of Armando, a huge air cannon was being formed, and he embraced it with both hands, as if holding it.

The gust of wind was gathering frantically, the air cannon made a ferocious roar of filial piety, Armando's clothes fluttered, his psionic energy surged, and the turbulent psionic energy fluctuations rushed towards his face, and even Rhode felt a suffocation - he has not had such a long time. feel it.

"drink!"

Armando let out an astonishing cry, and the violent voice did not come out of such a thin and thin body at all.

Immediately afterwards, there was a huge sonic boom, which almost deafened Rhode's ears. The super strong wind hit his face like an iron plate, making his ultrthin face numb, and his eyes almost couldn't open.

And the air cannon burst through the air in an incomprehensible way.

Rhode clearly saw that the transparent air quickly stretched, like a spear stabbing into the nearest giant terror.

The super powerful attack instantly penetrated the defense of the giant terror, its body trembled like a mountain, and it fell softly, the thick dirty skin was penetrated, the powerful spiritual energy was interrupted, and a huge giant appeared in the soul. the void.

Not only that, after the "air cannon" pierced through a terror, it went on to pierce the second terror, and the remaining momentum remained unabated, punching a big hole in the soul of the third terror.

Rhode was almost stunned, and Armando shouted, "Go!"

Rhode immediately understood, one step out, the wind helped him, and he flew a few hundred yards, directly in front of the Terror, and killed it with one hand, jumped behind it with two steps, and killed the two Terrors in the back. .

Soulless Soul+110568

Soulless Soul+102988

【Soul of the Great Terror】

good.

Rhodes smiled, turned over and jumped back to the city wall.

Armando was leaning against the wall at the moment, looking like an ordinary old man.

Rhode said happily: "Your Excellency First Elder, I didn't expect you to be so strong, killing three terrors with one shot! Thirty psychic cannons are not as powerful as your attack!"

Armando shook his head, looking a little lost.

"When I'm old, my spirit can't keep up. It's not like this when I'm young. Besides, I'm just cheating. If you weren't here, my attack would be a waste of psionic energy, and the psionic cannon just couldn't penetrate the giant terror. It's only defense, and I changed the shelling to acupuncture, which penetrated its defense more effectively, but it was not much more powerful than the psionic cannon."

Rhode said with a smile: "Your Excellency Armando, if you can still fight, it means that you are still young. With you, Storm Castle will not fall."

Armando's cloudy eyes glanced at him, and suddenly said: "Boy, don't think about Xingge's idea, I won't let her give birth to a child for you."

puff!

what are you talking about?

Rhode's whole person is messed up in the wind. That little girl is only 14 years old. I'm not such a beast, right?

Also, why do you think of giving birth to a child in everything you do? Do you have no entertainment other than having children?

Just as he was about to explain, Tieshu suddenly shouted, "Lord!"

Rhodes understood instantly, jumped out and killed another terror.

Immediately afterwards, Armando fired the second air cannon.

This blow was very powerful, and it directly penetrated 5 giant terrors, making Rhode's mouth crooked with laughter.

The situation gradually improved.

The psionic cannons and Armando complemented each other, and the psionic cannons and air cannons came one after another, causing giant terrors to fall to the ground one after another.

Rhodes gave full play to his hard-trained movement and footwork, running frantically back and forth on the battlefield, digging and pumping wildly.

Countless soulless souls rushed towards the face, the amount of souls that had been depleted continued to skyrocket, and the pages of the book of knowledge were about to fall apart in excitement, frantically guiding the soulless souls to restore their dreams.

"Hahaha, a lot, a lot!"

Rhodes was full of confidence and felt that as long as he continued like this, he would not only restore the souls of the dream, but even the 700 million souls needed by the eighth star would be enough.

However, things didn't go as smoothly as he thought.

It wasn't long before Rhodes felt relieved, when Armando suddenly dropped the chain. He stepped back from the city wall, panting heavily, the aura flashing on his body in a disorderly and chaotic state.

"No, I can't do it, the spirit... is tearing."

Rhodes was extremely disappointed: "How does this work? Get up, I think you have plenty of psionic energy..."

Iron Beard said angrily: "Rod! What are you talking about? Your Excellency Armando is getting old, his soul is declining, and his spirit is not good. It is normal. Psionic power is the power of the soul. Of course, it will not disappear, but if the spirit is not good. , how to operate psionic energy?"

"Older? Not in good spirits?"

A flash of light flashed in Rhodes' mind, and he suddenly remembered an item.

"Tears of the Goddess".

It can effectively drive away pollution and corruption, cleanse poisons, and remove curses.

The decline caused by aging is not obvious. More importantly, the subtle pollution and toxins accumulated by the soul over a long period of time are the main culprits of the decline in strength.

"Would it work for you to try this?"

Rhodes took out the "Tears of the Goddess" and stuffed it into Armando's mouth.

Armando said angrily, "Stinky boy, what are you doing?"

Rhode asked anxiously, "How do you feel?"

Amando's face wrinkled, and he was about to speak when he was suddenly stunned.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"My body seems to have become lighter? Psionic control has become stronger!"

Armando opened his hands~www.mtlnovel.com~ Another round of air cannons gathered.

boom!

The air cannon flew out, piercing the four giant terrors.

"I'll do it again!"

The wrinkles on Armando's face couldn't hide his joy. He quickly raised his psychic energy, activated his characteristic ability, and continuously gathered his air cannons.

"Haha, I can **** again!"

"A lot! A lot!"

"Die!"

"Wind Armando is back!"

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